Howard looked up at the station clock. 3.15, he'd been stood there for nearly an hour watching traveller's scurry about.
He frowned as he peered into the crowds, ''where was Vince? He said he'd meet me'' thought Howard, a frown appearing on his face.
Howard walked off towards the exit muttering under his breath about 'responsibility and broken promises'
He stepped out into the blank sheet of icy rain, cascading down from the grey sky.
Vince, however, was warm and contented, siting on the low couch, a white cowboy hat in one hand and a pot of glitter glue in the other. A rolling stone CD was blaring out of the stereo, Vince softly singing along to it.
The door handle turned and a sudden gust of wind blew up into the flat, Howard thundered up the stairs and into the soft hue of the cosy flat.
Drops of water fell from Howard's hair, which was pressed flat against the top of his head, they landed on the carpet every few seconds, making a small puddle around Howard's feet.
Vince stared at him mouth open. he was speechless. His mouth moved up and down, before he could say anything though, Howard started yelling 'where have you been! I was waiting at the station for hours and then I had to walk home alone, at night, in the pouring rain!'
'Look I'm sorry, I … I just forgot…' Vince's apology trailed off as he saw the thunderous look on Howard's face.
'YOU FORGOT!?' screamed Howard as e launched into another tirade 'You just forgot, you're an idiot. You and your stupid grin, sometimes I wonder why I even put up with you, you and your ridiculous hair, you and your ridiculous clothes, no wonder everyone calls you a frea…' Howard clamped a hand to his mouth, before he could finish his sentence.
'I'm so sorry…Vince… I didn't…me…mean to' Howard stumbled over his apology.
Vince's face was shining with tears, he stood up suddenly, knocking the glitter and cowboy hat on the floor. He walked off to his bedroom and shut the door with a click.
Howard stood still for a moment and then shit across the room and tried to open Vince's bedroom door. The door wouldn't budge something was blocking it. Howard slid down the door and rested his head on his knees unaware that Vince was mirroring Howard on the other side of the door, except that Vince was sobbing quietly into his knees.